Chapter 1320: The Power of One Punch!

Sikong was stunned by Ning Qi's grasp. His cultivation at the late stage of the Faxiang Realm had no effect at this moment. No matter how he mobilized the power of laws in his body, he couldn't break free from Ning Qi's grasp.

Although Ning Qi's current body is not big, it is still about ten feet tall. Grasping Sikong is like grasping an ant. The continuous stream of fairy energy in his body comes out from the palm of his hand. Sikong is caught by this fairy spirit. Suppressed by the Qi, the power of more than nine million Dao laws before has changed into a new power along with Ning Qi's physical body.

Fairy spirit! This is the power that only the immortals can control, and it is at the same level as the Nether Qi!

"Any last words?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly and looked down at Sikong.

"you……"

boom!

Ning Qi grasped the palm of his hand, and Sikong's body was instantly crushed into minced meat by the spirit energy. Until his death, Sikong couldn't believe that he would die in Qinglong Continent.

"Do you think I'll let you say your last words?"

Ning Qi laughed lightly, talking to himself, and then set his eyes on Wang Lan.

Wang Lan's whole body was icy cold at Ning Qi's glance, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Sikong died like this?"

"How can you say that he is also a late-stage cultivator in the Faxiang Realm!"

"This, such a method... I'm afraid it is no different from the Seven Saints?"

"Another Feng Jiuxian...another Feng Jiuxian..."

Among the group of Dharma Aspect Realm monks who besieged Ning Qi before, many people had already retreated, but none of them dared to escape first.

The one who escapes first will definitely become the target of public criticism, and will definitely attract Ning Qi's attention at the first time, and he will definitely die at that time!

"Ning Beixuan, I don't believe you're really that strong!"

Wang Lan let out a loud roar, and the low-grade Vajra Aspect of the Mysterious Rank appeared in front of Ning Qi instantly. It was hundreds of feet high, and Ning Qi was as tiny as an ant in front of it.

The Vajra Appearance roared and attacked Ning Qi.

Ning Qi smiled lightly, and punched out, a burst of fairy air directly smashed the head of Vajra Dharma.

Another punch.

The chest of the vajra image was also shattered.

The third punch.

Wang Lan's vajra image completely collapsed, she spit out a mouthful of blood, lost her image, her cultivation base was rapidly declining, she looked at Ning Qi with despair and unwillingness.

Ning Qi looked at Wang Lan jokingly. In fact, with his current strength, Wang Lan's Vajra Aspect could be smashed with a single punch, but he liked to watch Wang Lan fall into despair step by step.

"You, you can't kill me! Don't forget, I am the supreme arrogant of the Wang family, and Patriarch Xuanzhen won't let you kill me!"

Wang Lan finally showed panic in his eyes, and stepped back step by step.

"When you threatened me with Mochou and the others, didn't you think that you would die?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

At this time, the peak-holding elders of the Wang family saw that something was wrong, and rushed over from the sky. One of them bowed his hands to Ning Qi and persuaded: "Beixuan, because Wang Lan and you have the same blood, let her go." Way of life, our Wang family has already lost two ancestors, Wang Yan and Wang Shi, and we cannot bear the loss!"

Ning Qi glanced at him coldly: "Same bloodline? When I was besieged, did I see you come forward?"

The elder holding the peak showed shame on his face.

Wang Lan suddenly hid behind Wang Hai, she knew that Ning Qi had a very close relationship with Wang Hai and the others.

"Bei Xuan..."

Wang Hai hesitated and opened his mouth.

Ning Qi just looked at him lightly for a second, and Wang Hai knew what Ning Qi wanted. At the same time, he was also angry at Wang Lan for being so ruthless, so he moved and moved away.

"Today gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. If you want to protect Wang Lan, you must be mentally prepared."

Ning Qi said lightly.

Just when the elders of the major peaks were hesitating, Jiuyou Abandoned Disciple, Chunyang Nine Servants, and hundreds of Dharma Aspect Realm monks all attacked Ning Qi in a very tacit understanding.

Hundreds of Dharma statues went directly to suppress Ning Qi.

"Break it!"

Ning Qi's figure broke through the air, punched out, and almost all the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was condensed by Ning Qi's punch. The terrible fairy spirit surged from Ning Qi's shoulders, and finally passed to the fist .

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Hundreds of Dharma Aspect Realm monks, including the Jiuyou abandoned disciples, all spurted a mouthful of blood and fell heavily on the ground, and their Dharma images were also turned into ashes under Ning Qi's punch.

For a moment, the arena became extremely silent, and even the sound of breathing seemed to be quieter.

Destroying hundreds of statues with one punch?

Among them, it seems that the masters of the Azure Dragon Ranking accounted for half?

Even the existence of half a step of Dzogchen, the dharma is also shattered?

The monks who were watching the battle in the nearby seven giant cities stood there dumbfounded, watching this scene in horror.

Whoosh!

The figure of Jiuyou Abandoned Disciple suddenly turned into a black mist, and he galloped away in an instant.

Ning Qi glanced at him indifferently, but didn't choose to chase after him. His figure gradually reduced to its original size, and he walked towards Wang Lan step by step.

Those monks who were severely injured by Ning Qi also followed suit after seeing this, and those monks who were secretly glad that they hadn't shot Ning Qi just now, after seeing that Ning Qi didn't seem to have the intention of killing them all, turned around and walked away. Fleeing, in an instant, the thousands of Dharma Aspect Realm monks present basically escaped completely, leaving only a few people.

These include Kunpeng Wuyu and Jian Xilai.

These people have never attacked Ning Qi in the past hundred years, and they are confident that Ning Qi at this moment will not repay kindness with complaints.

Seeing the power of Ning Qi's punch, the elders of the Wang family did not dare to speak at all. When they saw Ning Qi approaching, they moved away one after another, showing despair, like Wang Lan who was at the end of his rope.

"I, my master is the creator, if you kill me, you will surely die!"

Wang Lan retreated step by step, her eyes showed horror, she never thought that one day she would show such a weak side in front of Ning Qi.

"To this day, you still dare to threaten me?"

Ning Qi stretched out his hand to grab it, and Wang Lan was immediately wrapped in the spirit of the fairy, and walked towards Ning Qi step by step uncontrollably. After a while, she stood in front of Ning Qi.

Many of the Wang family's peak-holding elders have a good personal relationship with Wang Lan. After all, her mother, Wang Shaoqing, is also a peak-holding elder, but she just disappeared during this period of time.

"no, do not want……"

A look of pleading appeared in Wang Lan's eyes: "I'll marry you, I'll marry you, okay, don't kill me..."

"With your beauty, even if you post it to me, I will kick you away."

Ning Qi gave Wang Lan a disgusted look, and punched her on the head. Wang Lan's head sank into her chest in an instant, and her chest bulged abnormally.

It's just that at this time, she hasn't all died yet, and her legs are subconsciously retreating backwards.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill run down their feet. The majestic royal family's supreme pride, who is very likely to become a great saint-level existence, turned out to be like this.

Ning Qi looked at Wang Lan's headless body coldly, and squeezed directly towards the void. The extremely violent fairy spirit instantly tore her to pieces.

A black shadow suddenly appeared beside Wang Lan, pulling her soul out. Seeing this, Ning Qi punched her out. The black shadow screamed, and together with Wang Lan's soul, it was wiped out.

It's just that, except for Ning Qi, no one can see this scene.

After finishing all this, Ning Qi cupped his hands towards Jian Xilai, Kunpeng Wuyu and others: "Thank you for not taking action for more than a hundred years."

"You are Welcome."

Kunpeng Wuyu smiled dryly and cupped his hands. He felt that he might not be able to do three tricks in Ning Qi's hands now.

Jian Xilai didn't speak, but just looked at Ning Qi lightly: "Are you going to hunt them down?"

"Of course, after beating me for more than a hundred years, you want to escape like this?"

Ning Qi grinned.

"Come back after killing, I have something to tell you."

Jian Xilai said calmly.

"Well?"

Ning Qi was slightly stunned, then nodded, and chased directly in the direction where the Jiuyou abandoned disciples fled. He had planted the spirit of the spirit on the thousands of monks, and none of them could escape!